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The hammock that's swinging |
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Is bringing the good life perspective |
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Sipping canned air in the shade |
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of an apartment that's built to break |
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Did you forget |
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The moment you left |
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Feeling as wise as a sage |
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Throwing your ward across the page |
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Lucky, so lucky to be here |
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To get there, remember where you come from, you're going to |
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And it figures to me |
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It's a shame |
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I don't like it |
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Sum up the parts |
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Counted so high |
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Ten fingers down to ten toes |
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That's about as high as it goes |
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Teachers that teach incomplete |
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Sentences running on and on and on and on |
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Didn't they teach you a thing |
